sometimes on the road
there is a street among highways
one path along
where only grass belongs
to the countryside —

there is only one leaf left
watching the stars for once
surrounded by otherwise
complete darkness —

the grass whispers
there is a sigh from a friend
a warm hug from behind
a peacefulness
that slowly makes someone
unite with his inner self —

there is a shelf to be built
for all the books in the world
of this planet
and all the others
the wisdom of the universe
can’t be read in a lifetime
but felt in a glimpse —

stars among stars
built from dust
destroyed without trust —

hidden from the future
we only see space
in a calm face.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
        © Cdd20 (image)